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*Image of Mom Playing the Organ by My Family Pics.
Songstress Sings Songs
The Doxology chorus though widely sung owns a verse that
accompanies, although, beyond seasons past, ought of considerable
length be, my wholly FAVE song remained scarcely practiced by the
Christian congregations, albeit, my mother, a gospel composer,
having written many testaments accommodated songs citing
directly from the holy scriptures and being a multi-talented
player of musical instruments, such as; accordionist, pianist,
organist, guitarist, drummer, and ukelele extraordinaire, enriched
her abilities to create a fanfare of adored admirers long after her
passing. Sobeit, a tribute to my mother and her once upon a time,
kids of our former church who have perpetuated her visions in song
as grown adults.
His Name Is Jesus
"There's a name you can call when you're in trouble,
There's a name you can call when you're alone,
There's a name full of Grace,
There's a name to be praised,
There's a name you can call every day,
Je-sus,
Je-sus,
A name you can call every day,
There's a name full of Grace,
There's a name to be praised,
There's a name you can call every day."
*From a mom with Aloha...
2020 August 15
*1st Place*
A spiritual wisdom download
~~Unseeking Seeker: Judged 2023 January 16
In western skies, an eagle soars, at ease.
Below, the curving Colorado flows,
Winding its way through deep and dusty seas
Carving canyon walls steep, through tracts of time.
Twilight to twilight, its myriad moods
Are freshly painted on those ancient walls
Like rich frescos of reds and tans and mauves
In syncopated colors, all sublime.
The eons are borne by water and wind
From sea to land to sea and back again.
Their passage scribed on texts of sand and lime
Layer on layer like pages of time
Forming holy testaments neatly stored
In earthen temples and archives of stone,
With tales to read, as silent oceans roar,
For those with eyes to see and ears to hear.
God is the architect of the church's history
take a look at scripture testaments old and new
Psalm 78 reminds us to not forget Gods works
1 Corinthians tells about Israel's failures, not a few
Church history is for our encouragement
telling of God's heroes of faith in time
showing how the Lord blessed each one
He can bless us to walk truly in line
There are many lessons to learn as well
the church's mistakes need not repeat
for what is not remembered in the past
is prone to repeat sadly in every street
Reading church history helps keep eyes open
especially in this age being spiritually dark
to read only modern books weakens our guard
more profitable reading ages past to hold our mark
Church history makes us true realists
seeing heroes of the past had feet of clay
for every age, the church is full of sinners
so persevere in the truth till the eternal day
So read a healthy diet from Pentecost
right through all the ages to now
use your knowledge of all that's past
to serve God better in the present plough
who can survive in this maze/ or stay alive in these days/where our lives are like islands, and the silence enslaves/we're lions in cages:/tying up the violence and rage/ the tides and the waves/ are risin, we've arrived in an age/ where-i-must confide in a page/ transcribing my sage/ testaments/ cuz we're dyin, depraved/ defiant, decayed and desolate/ wrestlin pride/ like a great, mighty leviathon/ that's lyin in wait/ tryin to slay/ by blinding with strange/ science and vain guidance that we followed/ it swallowed us whole/ it filled us with nonsense/ and hollowed our souls/ we've lost all our control/ our world's crumblin apart/ we're stumblin in darkness/ so lost and numb in the heart/ and i'm just tryin to find peace/ as a blind beast/ before my time ceases/ I hope this rhyme reaches/ the Divine's feet/
Form:
Nailed to a wooden cross he died.
Lord Jesus Christ was crucified.
A crown of thorns, King of the Jews.
As passers by spat out abuse.
Beneath the cross three Marys wait.
Their prayers were drowned by screams of hate.
His passion on the cross displayed,
Atonement for our sins he made.
The Christ is dead, His corpse they gave.
Was laid to rest in Joseph's cave.
His tomb now sealed, the rock was drawn
The third day on, before the dawn
An Angel of the Lord appeared.
Four guards on duty were afeared.
By Roman law they would be tried.
An empty cave, as prophesied.
Jesus had risen from the dead.
The glory of the Lord then spread,
By females who spoke with our Lord.
Disciples faith redeemed, restored.
Their words of wisdom scriptures tell.
New testaments where faith would dwell.
The Testaments
Behold, the essence of aubergine and a trail of sparkles yields the moment to radiant reds, like a breasted robin of autumns abandon legions in crumpled layers, impaled to moisten saffron petals and chartreuse fronds,
Strewn against a capricious path that points to a dusty field in white, ebbing the tides of a wintry breath, facing an arched hall of a supreme grandiose silken veiled sky,
It distributes elegance and beauty and cast it hither for its righteous placing, neath the surge of an ocher spread of sunflowers, that escort its mentored Sun,
Offering to surf a periwinkle wave, with broad sets of sprawls entertaining a receptive ivory sea of crested puffiness, wooing anointing doves to joyously immerse creation toward its pure dawning rise of scriptures souls.
2019 September 11
*1st Place*
Fall Into Fall
~~Chantelle Anne Cooke
Survival of twitching lieutenants just the last remnants
Working class residents snitching in lurking tenements
No matches or scratches itching irking local regiments
Sentiments stitching Test bible’s tribal past testaments
Elements primal pariah bewitching best temperaments
Merriment ditching spiral & dire forecast impediments
Viral as pitching tents inspire dream steam experiments
Not enriching with evident quagmire resentments
Inclement does fire bitc*ing about predicaments
Ire cements hitching to the umpire assessments
Hunch squire long lunch switching rival condiments
When cricket is in London town look up not down
What will sever any willow & leather is the weather
No refuge from the deluge as sorrows do drown
Whoever has got a ticket at the end of their tether
Is the tickle of all things fickle that gilds its crown
Which is why have to explain why Tests do reign
Sport where you might go off for bad light again
Complain haven’t the powers to showers restrain
Sort where you can’t properly train have to refrain
Let’s be plain to forget how wet it can get is insane
Naysay why do we in vain play 5 day Tests is inane
Mental and elemental is the point so don’t be a pain
In a nation where in every location it’s likely to rain
The Bible consists of parts of two
testaments, old and new
In the old the first five
are law books of the Mosaic tribe
Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers and Deuteronomy
and then we have the next twelve books of History
Joshua, Judges and Ruth
Samuel, Kings and Chronicles two books each no lesser
Ezra, Nehemiah and then Esther
Five books of Poetry also belong
Job, Psalms, Proverbs, Ecclesiastes, Song of Solomon
Five major Prophets are written in Detail
Isaiah, Jeremiah, Lamentations, Ezekiel and Daniel
Twelve minor Prophets of lesser fame
and here are all twelve of those names
Hosea, Joel, Amos and Obediah
Jonah, Michah, Nahum, Habakkuk and Zephaniah
Haggai, Zechariah and Malachi
Now without further ado
we'll go into the testament new
the Four books of the Gospel names are not very long
they're simply known as Matthew, Mark, Luke and John
One book of Historical facts
the title of that book is known as Acts
Thirteen books of the Epistles of Paul
let me catch my breath a second, now we're in the long haul
Romans, Corinthians 1&2, Galatians
Ephesians, Philippians, Colossians
Thessalonians and Timothy 1&2, Titus and Philomen
Now we have the next Eight
General Epistles and they're really great
Hebrews, James, Peter 1&2
John has 3 and then there's Jude
The last book of Testamentation
is the Prophecy of Revelations
The Books of the Bible total sixty-six
so study the Word and get your spiritual fix
Margaret Atwood's: The Testaments
Offering to surf a periwinkle wave with broad sets of sprawls,
entertaining a receptive ivory sea of crested puffiness,
wooing anointing doves to joyously immerse creation,
toward its pure dawning rise of scriptures souls.
***I read some reviews, it's an intriguing read into the insights of womankind bearing upon a prophetic assemblage of the impending future -- I preface a muse entitled 'The Testaments' as a colorful introductory honoring her book sort-of-speak for newcomers -- unless they read 'Handmaid's....'
2019 September 14
*4th Place*
Arbitrium Divisa 4
~~Gregory R Barden
Referenced: The Testaments 09/11/2019
In silence, when darkness
envelopes the sky,
unlock the glass windows
of your mind,
forgive the stars
that veiled their silver,
for it is in times of
confusion and calamity,
we paint our own
rose wine twilight,
that scintillates beyond
fleeting fog of time and sanity.
Sometimes, we forget to
appreciate nature’s performance,
as life seems to be a
black gold theatre of
manipulative mantras.
We rise as actors dressed in
dancing stripes of integrity,
pirouetting like a merry-go-round
of lights, guiding our destiny.
Where melodramatic monologues
of melancholic laws
remain tucked away deep,
beneath a charismatic mattress
woven across turquoise trampolines,
of tranquil testaments and tiger lilies.
But as the curtains swiftly fly
into thin crimson layers of air,
trust the silence, for when
everything’s louder,
we find contentment in
compassionate places we encounter,
sowing seeds of love, whilst we hope;
brushing off negativity’s echoes,
to clutch onto inner healing’s rope,
and surrender to its throes.
So allow the invisible wand
of your soul that sears
to sprinkle pixie-dust upon
the backbone of cascading fears,
let your heartbeat ring
and strum every
metallic string of faith,
whilst thin veins in
throbbing waves hum,
“Kindness is the healing
stone and stoicism is the key of life”